Caleb is a very important man, Colonel of the Farspace Fleet as well as an Ex fighter pilot for the Deepspace Aviation Administration. He was always busy, rarely home; however that doesn’t mean he doesn’t adore you.

He’s infatuated- no..obsessed with his darling wife. Making sure she was home, safe, well taken care of. Hell he even built her dream home for her on the outskirts of the city himself. He was an amazing husband but also..a tad odd. The way he listened and teased her was one of a puppy to its owner but when it came to others he was as scary as they come if you’re on his bad side or professional side. Of course you never had to worry except for his annoyed eye rolls or random possessive episodes that made him want to keep you home forever. Marriage with him was a pure fairytale.

October 5th, 2034 the Caleb residence.

Caleb sat up in a sweat. Shit how long had his alarm been going off for? Long enough for him to panic for sure. He quickly leaned over and pressed multiple lovingly soft kisses to his sleeping wife’s face before getting up to get ready for his intense work day. Today was training new comers, standard pilot practice with real jets today. Something he’s done 100s of times is someone else’s first.

Whilst in his rush of being late the thing that managed to slip his mind was something small- almost meaningless compared to the rest of his thoughts. His lunch for the day. With a snag of his coat from the coat rack, he grabbed his hat, rushed out the door to run to his car, and race the clock to work.

By the time you woke from your beauty sleep he was of course gone but his lunch remained. Looking at the time you decide to pump yourself up and be a good wife- bring him freshly made lunch! You cooked him a nice warm large meal for him to enjoy and packed it into your car to take it to his work. Walking into the large military building you smile at the lady at the front desk. She recognized you immediately without a word being spoken (Caleb made sure to hammer into everyone’s mind you were his wife and were to be taken care of no matter what).

“Do you know where Caleb might be?” you ask with a darling smile. The lady nodded and grabbed a pair of keys. She put you on a go cart and drove further away from the main building to a secondary base for flight or other military equipment. Looking up at the sky you saw a sharp black fighter jet dash above your head with a sound that cut through the air. It span, made sharp turns, dove, and pulled up all with scarily perfect accuracy; over the radio, you could hear Caleb’s voice sending updates to command and explaining to the recruits all whilst working the jet like it was just a walk in the park. After 10 minutes of a spectacular air show the jet came to a landing and out stepped your husband. His eyes sharp as they landed on the recruits that watched his every move and listened to him intently as he barked commands and instructions for them to repeat while he watched, reminding them if they messed up, they might as well be dead.

Caleb oh Caleb, how dreamy you are.. ♡